Where to start. I’m an 23 year old bedwetting virgin who lives in his parents’ basement. I’m fat and unmotivated, I’m extremely awkward, I have no social skills, and I haven’t had a girlfriend in over 8 years. Suicide has been a prevailing thought in the back of my mind for many years now. After a number of failures in different phases of life, I’m starting to wonder if my life will ever amount to anything.
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Yes, ok, but why ampeg?
The worst thing on that list is that you’re unmotivated. It leaves you at a crossroad to decide whether your life is worth saving and changing, or whether you should just die. To be honest, I’m a skinny punk **** who’s attractive and smart but I still hate myself. At the end of the day, it’s what you perceive yourself to be and not what society tells you to be that determines you own self-worth.
You’re worth changing your life. Everyone is. I’m sure you have value, like everyone else. You’re unique and special and the only thing to do, when you hit rock-bottom like you think you have, is to pull yourself out and tell the world to fuck itself. Start working out, try talking to girls. You’ll stumble, trip and fall on your face, but you can just tell gravity she’s a huge ***** and keep rolling with it.